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art-of-love-and-war · 1 year

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The s/o (reader) of Nobunaga, Masamune, Mitsuhide and Arthur of Ikevamp is going to die in a few years (put 4 or 5 years) and she know it. Thanks for your work and effort, I glad to see another writer here. 🙏🏼🙇🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Characters: Oda Nobunaga | Date Masamune | Akechi Mitsuhide | Arthur Conan Doyle | x GN!Reader Rating: General. Word count: 1479 words Warning/s: Slight angst, mentions of illness and medication. Author note: Hello! Sorry this took so long, but I'm so happy for this request, I hope it lived up to your expectations. Thank you for requesting for Arthur, it's my first time writing him.

Traveling through time had never been in your plans. You had grown too used to the commodities of your life, knowing that you were living as best as you could before the tragic end would come.

Your plans had been to love freely, to live to your heart's content before everything came to an end. It was the least you could do despite knowing the end of your life was near. It was not your plan to find a love so strong you wished and begged destiny to stop the cruel punchline of the joke.

It was not your plan to be so madly in love you wished things were different to stop the wounds of your heart from making you bleed out on your lover’s hands.

[୨୧] — Nobunaga Oda

You and Nobunaga had danced around each other from the very start. Bumping heads as the woman who saved his life and the cruel conqueror who sought to claim each part of you little by little until you were nothing but his.

There was fire and passion at every moment, with you fighting the hard walls he built around his heart to pass as the heartless man who’d do anything to accomplish his goal. And him trying to shape you into a soul that belonged only to him.

Yet, the result was that his soul was stripped before you, heart laying in your hands to protect and help him grow and heal, while he shielded all of you from the dangers of the world while trusting your strength and convictions to survive.

Survive. What a funny word, right?

Having a relationship meant being honest, so you had to tell your lover about the condition that was going to cut your life short.

Your tale was welcomed with a hard stare, concerned, thoughtful. Knowing he was thinking of all the possible ways he could help you, but none came to mind.

He could assure you to put you under the best care, but the thought that you came from a time beyond, with lots of technology he still couldn’t entirely comprehend, and you still didn’t have hopes of living a long life.

How could he promise you something he wouldn’t be able to grant?...

Yet, he promised he wouldn’t leave, and he’d stay until your last breath, trying to keep you alive for the years you had ahead, and in history itself so the love promise wasn’t forgotten even in the centuries to come.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

[୨୧] — Date Masamune

He was a hurricane, coming to sweep you off your feet by how strong he was, taking your breath away with the energy he carried.

He lived fast, too fast. Making sacrifices for the greater good that was to come, not minding if he got caught in the middle.

He looked forward and never stopped to look behind unless it was to honor those that made the future possible, but always looking at the new day that came.

Once he met you, he slowed his fast pace to backtrack and reflect on everything that had happened in his life, how he never gave his heart out unless it was to lose himself in the emotion and the throes of passion and fire.

But you had been different, stopping him in his tracks, making him hesitate about the next step and wonder about the life he was living.

You were a bright spark, a bright firework…that was going to extinguish sooner or later.

When he wanted to know about the future you came from, he was amazed by how the world moved on, by how it developed and advanced.

Until it came to your health. You had patiently explained that you had been ill for a long time, and your life expectancy was not greater than a few years, that even if the technology of your home was quite advanced, or at least much more than what they had in Sengoku period, your hopes for a long life were not in the picture.

He took it upon himself to show you how to live a wonderful life, a fast and beautiful one before the end came, and you gladly took his hand through it.

Masamune then slowed down later, when his heart ached inevitably whenever you shared your time, thinking that you were going to be gone and he’d have nothing but the memories.

If he was so used to moving on, why did the thought of moving on without you hurt so much?

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

[୨୧] — Akechi Mitsuhide

This man can read you deeply like an open book even if you shut yourself with a lock and key. There’s nothing you can hide from him.

Not even when your origins are secret enough that he decides to look through your room and your belongings, finding your bag that carried your things from your time.

He immediately questioned the mysterious containers that were not made of glass nor clay but…something else, and colorful contents.

In his mind, it could be poison, which wouldn’t be rare, but combined with the other things he found he wasn’t happy about someone like you having so many interesting secrets he was yet to find out.

The interrogation wasn’t pretty. He was terrifying once he showed his bad side, and he was bad enough of a tease already, but this was meant to rip information out of you even if you didn’t have anything bad to hide.

You calmly took one of the pills, and swallowed it down, then calmly explain what it was, how you got it, and why did you need it.

His hard stare and cocky smile turned into one you couldn’t quite read.

He clicked his silver tongue, taking a seat right in front of you, hinting at you to continue your strange story, wanting to know more to determine if what you said was true or not.

Surprisingly, even for the expert liar that he was, you spoke nothing but the truth, he could clearly see it and piece together the puzzle of how you acted like you didn’t belong there at all, now knowing the reason.

After that, he decided not to pry too much into your life, unless you were willing to open up to him, which you were after you two had spent too much time together as mentor and apprentice, as a fake wife, and fake husband.

Mitsuhide didn’t want to admit that he was smitten with you, deciding to show his affection as the helpless teasing to the point of tears. He decided his heart had been closed off for too long, and when you came, he wanted to open up more than anything.

Until he remembered that there was a time limit to having you.

Maybe the only way he could treasure you as he wanted was by deciding to not have you.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

[୨୧] — Arthur Conan Doyle

He liked the little game you played together, he lived for the fun of just unwrapping every layer you had to offer until your soul laid bare for his curiosity to gobble you up.

Yet, he had his limitations once he realized you were too pure and bright, that your light was one too warm he craved in the unforgiving storm of the memories that still haunted him from his mortal life.

You were so, so warm. So full of life…

And he had fallen hard for you without noticing until his heart was so full of you and was spilling. So helplessly in love, wanting nothing but to give all of himself to you in exchange for a small bit of your affection.

It was so dark and so cold inside his mind, that you made him want nothing else but to give you his heart, and in exchange, he’d take care of your life and destiny for the years he had to come.

That is when after adventures solving “mysteries” downtown you decided you trusted him enough to tell you about the illness shortening your life, and how you had traveled to Paris as part of your idea of traveling before it came to an end.

He stood quiet the whole time, face turning into one of deep regret and melancholy. Memories of all that he had lost-- All he couldn’t save.

And you… You were innocent, pure, bright light. A warm fire. And even without having you, you were going to be ripped away and become one more of the many losses. Another beautiful soul with their lives cut short.

Arthur once again couldn’t do anything to stop that dreadful thing from happening. No matter how much he loved you, he was still doomed to lose you…

Or not.

He just hoped you could agree to share eternity with him, and maybe you and he would have to ask Comte for a not-so-small favor.

But the fear of loss still wouldn’t leave as easily.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

#nobunaga oda #date masamune #akechi mitsuhide #arthur conan doyle #ikesen nobunaga #ikesen masamune #ikesen mitsuhide #ikevamp arthur #nobunaga x reader #masamune x reader #mitsuhide x reader #arthur conan doyle x reader #ikesen nobunaga x reader #ikesen masamune x reader #ikesen mitsuhide x reader #arthur x reader #cybird ikemen #cybird otome #cybird

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fuyukonikiforova · 2 years

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Lo amo más que a mi propia vida 🥺💕🛐 IM THIS CLOSE 👌🏻OF DOWNLOADING IKESEN JP JUST TO PLAY HIS ETERNAL ROUTE

#ikesen mitsuhide #mitsuhide akechi #ikemen sengoku #ikesen #cybird ikemen #ikesen mitsuhide x reader #i love him so much istg #cybird otome #cybird

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archetype-earth · 7 months

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Housewife!Mitsuhide who watches over the house while you go to your boring 9-to-5. Housewife!Mitsuhide who vacuums the carpets, makes the bed after you leave, makes sure the kitchen is in perfect shape. He cooks as well, and... honestly sometimes it does turn out bad. But if he sticks to the recipe, it's quite amazing, especially after a hard day. He never really cared for food before, but he makes sure to pick out recipes that have plenty of nutrients that is both healthy and delicious. Housewife!Mitsuhide who, while his background is unknown, is on good terms with everybody in the neighborhood. He's called a charmer by the old ladies, gets along well in their circle. (Probably also knits for you, with help from them.) He's such good friends with the other housewives that they'll occasionally give up the groceries that are sale to him. The local police are extremely wary of him (especially the veteran officers), but they're nice and polite to him all the same, if not on edge. Any yakuza or ne'er-do-wells actively stay away. Housewife!Mitsuhide who busts out that very cliche line of "Dinner, a bath, or me?" (It's him. Let's be real it's always him.) Housewife!Mitsuhide who has already prepared a warm bath to soothe away your daily stress, rose petals and nice scents littering the bathroom. He's also not opposed to getting in with you and washing you himself! What a good husband. Housewife!Mitsuhide who feeds you spoonfuls of dinner, and has you feed him in return. Housewife!Mitsuhide who will carry you into the bathroom and gently set you down. Who gives you the best massage of your life... whose massage turns into a little something more. Housewife!Mitsuhide who works so hard to upkeep your house, couldn't you just mess up him at the end of your day as his reward, pretty please?

#.writing #ikemen sengoku #ikesen #cybird #otome games #otome #otome game #mitsuhide akechi #ikemen sengoku x reader #ikesen x reader #x reader #mitsuhide ikesen #HBD MY KING literally the best character ever

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minimallyminnie · 2 months

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#HE GOT REVENGE #FOR US?!?#ミミ☆#mitsuhide akechi x reader #mitsuhide akechi #ikesen #ikémen sengoku #ikemen sengoku #cybird ikemen #Ikémen #ikemen games #cybird

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midnightcrw · 4 days

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The only thing that keeps me going at the moment is Otome games.

Really, it's the only thing I can get excited about.

By the way, if you all want to play Otome games, just download Ikemen Prince, Ikemen Villains, or Ikemen Sengoku (or just all of them). They're so fucking good and I'm obsessed with them to this day, having tried out every single route because the storylines are just that good.

Especially Chevalier Michel and Mitsuhide Akechi, I just love their routes so much.

I also hope that Jude's route will come out as soon as possible because I already love him.

I'm also waiting for my Candy Love New Gen to be released because I've been waiting for that game for the longest time.

And I know I haven't written anything lately, but that's because my final exams are coming up soon and I feel extremely drained because even when I try to relax, I just can't be at ease, but I'll try my best to write the next part of the Alastor ff and hopefully I'll be able to come up with another one-shot for Ghost.

#cod x reader #ghost x reader #alastor x reader #cybird ikemen #ikemen prince #ikemen sengoku #ikemen villains #chevalier michel #ikesen mitsuhide #jude jazza #ikemen villains x reader #mcl #my candy love #my candy love new gen #mcl new gen

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whatever-fanfics · 4 months

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Much has changed but I still have you

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Ikemen sengoku x reader

Keiji Maeda x reader

Part of @aquagirl1978 's "a series of firsts" challenge

Prompt: First child (getting used to life as parents)

In which while getting used parenthood, you and Keiji introduce your newborn son to the Oda forces.

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A shrill cry woke you both out of your sleep, he heard you before he could even open his eyes completely. "Oh my baby" you soothingly said, as the light assaulted your eyes. Quickly assimilating to the light Keiji saw you bump into the wall before feeling for the door, finding it and sliding it open.

He took a moment to sigh before sitting himself up and pulling the covers off.

He'd long since realized his dream, bringing an alliance back from Echigo. Becoming lord of the land, giving a home to his parents. Marrying you, becoming a father.

He inhales as he breaks out of his reverie at the sound of the door opening and closing. "Maybe we should move his room, it's always cold in there" you say, voice laced with exhaustion matching your dark eye bags, walking over to the futon, your son of barely 5 months in your arms. "Yeah? Maybe next to ours, instead of down the hall" he answers as he ties his hair. You nod in agreement, smiling at him as he settles himself behind you.

"Good morning" he says leaning over to kiss your temple, taking the blanket and repositioning it to cover both you and the babe in your arms. "Morning" you say back, letting the yukata slip off your shoulder in order to feed him. "How many hours did you get" he asks softly so as not to jostle the baby who is blissfully feeding on your nipple. "Hours? More like minutes" you joke, not entirely a lie, he laughs "after they go, get some sleep I'll watch him" Keiji offers not looking away from your half asleep baby. "Nah, you need sleep too, don't think I don't know you're sleep schedule is worse than mine" despite your words your tone was as soft as ever. "Okay" he tenderly whispers in your ear followed by a slight nibble to your earlobe.

"Keiji" you whimper, "they'll be here soon" you breathe out as he works his way down your neck. "So..." he reasons, you turn to him lips slightly parted as he leans into you slowly, his hand lightly caressing your jaw. Your lips are the only thing on his mind.

You feel a breath of cold air on your nipple right before your son's high pitched mewls turned into high pitched cries breaking the mood.

You both heave a sigh, before separating, he helps you restate your robes. "Do you know how much time we have before they get here?" You ask as he takes your baby to change his diaper "soon, but probably not until after breakfast" he estimates.

You hand your son off to the nursemaid, so that you and Keiji can enjoy breakfast together. After that you dressed the baby and then yourselves. Before going to the meeting room you took a mat for him to lay on along with a few toys that you knew he liked.

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A delighted smile spread across your face as you wiggled the den-den daiko, one of the many gifts gifted to him by his grandparents. His cheerful gurgle and drool making its way past his chin, he flails as he sees your smile making your soar. The light of the sun breaks through the crack of the shoji doors illuminating his rosy cheeks making a sheer contrast to the bright blue kimono you'd made him.

"A strong voice makes good on the battlefield" Nobunaga's booming voice echoes throughout the meeting room, as you turned around you saw everyone pile in.

After exchanging greetings everyone took their seat around the room. You handed him to Nobunaga, helping him support your son in the right places.

"I think he has your nose" Hideyoshi whispers from his place between you and his liege lord, the latter's attention consumed by the child he was currently bouncing through the air. A breathy laugh leaves your lips "yeah and he has Keiji's hair" you whisper back. As your conversation dies down you both turn back to Nobunaga and the baby staring intensely into his eyes, kicking his feet as the former bounces him into the air.

He'd been doing this for quite a while now so you were concerned. "You might want to put him down for a minute, he might-" words dying down in your throat, pulling your lips back into a thin line.

Some watched in terror others in surprise as your son's throw up met its mark, on Nobunaga's face.

Your son's cries of displeasure followed right after as he felt the a sting in the back of his throat.

"Nobunaga-sama!" Hideyoshi's shocked voice broke everyone out of their stupor.

You didn't have to see Mitsuhide's smile as his snicker was enough to warrant a quick reprimand from Hideyoshi.

A small "oh..." escaped Mitsunari as Masamune and Ieyasu wore matching expressions of silenced shock.

Sighing you made your way to the door, hollering out for some towels and water as Keiji made his way from next to you to gather the child from Nobunaga's hands.

Said lord kept his eyes closed, not uttering a single word as chaos around him ensued. You made your way back over to him towels in one hand and a bowl of water in the other, placing one dampened towel in his free hand and the others on his knee.

Upon lifting your hand with another dampened towel, he holds up his hand to accept the towel from you. "Well..." you begin before finishing "at least your clothes are safe." Time stops as everyone in the room freezes astonished by your statement. "Y/n!!!" Hideyoshi scolds his tone scaring your son even more, you turn as Keiji struggles the fussing baby in his arms. "Hideyoshi please don't scare the baby" Ieyasu chimes in from his spot.

Hideyoshi's retort is cut off as everyone's attention is drawn to the slight chuckle coming from their liege lord. You turn surprise plastered on your face, as he leans forward so as not to get the retch in his mouth while wiping his face with the towels. As his laughter quieted down, you handed him the other towel so you could help your struggling husband.

"You got 'em" Keiji asked as you situated your son in your arms in a way that didn't involve getting the spit up on your kimono. "Yeah" you assured as you gently rocked him in your arms, careful not to agitate him any further. Gently thanking Keiji as he opened the door for you to swiftly exit and change his dirty clothes.

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Sliding the door closed was harder with a 14 pound baby in your other arm. Mitsunari, being closest to the door, rushed from his sitting position to your aid "here" he said reaching behind you to close the door. You quickly thanked him and went to sit by the others, who were huddling around something.

"What's goin' on" Keiji turned at the sound of your honeyed voice, he swears you make his heart stutter every time. Keiji nods towards the center of the circle where multiple items were splayed out on the floor, some laying on the clean towels from earlier. "Awww" you swooned at the sight of baby sandals, several sounds of laughter meet your ears as you slowly sit down.

"Who?"

You asked, eyes a little teary voice wavering with emotion, making your husband's eyes and heart soften. Looking around the room you saw Hideyoshi put up his arm with a slightly bashful smile. You thanked him passionately the tears welling up in your eyes, pregnancy hormones not quite all gone, he waved his hand as he eased you a bright smile on his face.

"Lass" Masamune drew your attention to the small posh in front of you. Your look of confusion melted into one of adoration as he opened the pouch to reveal a small container filled with puréed fruit. Taking the spoon he had with it you gently placed some of the fruit on your son's parted lips. Everyone waited in silence as he contemplated the new flavor invading his senses, you and your husband laugh as your baby lifts his eyebrows in confusion, before using all of his strength to reach for the spoon again.

Your shared laughter was heard from down the hall, laughter that would illuminate your home for years to come.

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cottoncandy-cult · 4 months

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Mitsuhide x Fem reader

"So, what's your favorite memory with Mitsuhide?" Nobunaga sipped his sake, looking to the drunk princess sat comfortably in his left-hand man's lap. Said man had been feeding her since she joined them, hoping that putting some food in her stomach would sober her up. At the start of the banquet, she had been sitting in the back of the room with Masamune and Keiji, out of Mitsuhide's view no one was aware of the one-eyed dragon's revenge plan. For too long Mitsuhide had been replacing his water with sake at events, and while he couldn't get Mitsuhide drunk, he could get the kitsune's lover drunk. He wanted to give the man a taste of his own medicine, and boy was it fun from the moment of the alcohol kicked.

(Y/n) giggled in her spot across from Masamune, by this point she was too tipsy to even taste the strong bite of the alcohol. Of course, the sweet buns Masamune kept giving her also helped, the sugary chestnut flavor basically coated her taste buds. Keiji had been mid-sentence when both males noticed her wandering gaze, which didn't stop until her (E/c) orbs landed on the silver fox she called her lover. A wide smile crept onto her face, she didn't even notice Nobunaga or Hideyoshi sitting with the male. She slowly stood up and made her way to the male, despite her swaying steps she didn't stumble and surprisingly he didn't look back. The other two had definitely noticed her, Nobunaga simply quirked an eyebrow and grinned. It was rare for Azuchi's princess to get drunk, and it often led to interesting conversations. Hideyoshi quirked an eyebrow but had quickly frowned, searching for the 2 men she had been talking to before her approach. But before Mitsuhide could question the right-hand's frown, she struck. Her arms wrapped around his neck loosely, her chest pressed to his back as she nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck with a giggle. Golden eyes went wide as Mitsuhide looked over his shoulder, surprised for many reasons and quickly understanding why Hideyoshi had been frowning. He struggled to hold his blush when she nuzzled her nose against his cheek, uttering soft I love yous to him. And though his pale cheeks managed to remain porcelain, the tips of his ears were growing warm and red. In his flustered state he frowned, though he was to enraptured by her loving display and it looked more like a pout to everyone's surprise. He opened his mouth to say something to her, but that thing was lost when she playfully bit his cheek. Giggling her little heart out at the surprised and flustered look on the man's face, though her giggles quickly turned to startled shrieks when Mitsuhide turned around and pulled her into his lap. He kept his arms firmly around her waist, nuzzling into her hair as he held her like a teddy bear. "Must you always be so troublesome little mouse?" Despite his question, the male's voice was affectionate and warm as he chuckled.

After that Mitsuhide had taken advantage of her inebriated state to spoil his princess, she often got to flustered or over thought the situation when it came to his desire to spoil her senseless. Soon enough the other warlords had joined them, of course Hideyoshi took the chance to scold Masamune and Keiji for getting her drunk but both males were far to entertained watching Mitsuhide hold up some veggies to (Y/n) as she happily ate away at anything he offered her to really pay attention to Hideyoshi. It was then Nobunaga decided to start asking questions, after all the group had already figured out that the relationship didn't start until sometime during their hunt for Yoshiaki. They still didn't understand why the two lied about their relationship beforehand, but they let the two keep that secret since it ended up being true in the end. Chewing her veggies as she thought the young woman swallowed, tilting her head. "I got lotsa them, some are from before we were together." She nodded once more, as if going over a mental list as Mitsuhide offered her some water which she happily accepted. "Oh? So, you two were dancing around your feelings before you got together?" Masamune rested his chin on the palm of his hand, his elbow resting comfortably on his crossed legs. "mmmmmhm, my favorites when we pretended to be married." The (H/c) haired girl leaned back against the very man she spoke of, perfectly comfortable as she rested on his warm chest. "How many times did you pretend to be married? You make it sound like it was often." Hideyoshi tilted his head some, eating a rice ball as everyone focused on (Y/n). Even Mitsuhide listened, always curious about how she thinks and feels."Both a lot and not enough, there was the first time with that one daimyo. The one that was gonna marry that girl that ran away to be with the man she loved." She giggled at the memory, tilting her head to the side and nuzzling against Mitsuhide's neck. "Mitsuhide had found a different girl to replashe me in the fake wedding, but he dinn't tell me until we got to the shrine…It was only us, but still felt special. We were only married for the day, but it was one of the best days of my life." She giggled; her words were slurred but she was determined to tell her stories.

She loved talking about Mitsuhide, expressing her love for him and singing his praise. "So that's what happened, I was wondering who that woman was and where you two were. So, you got jealous and didn't want to see her marry another man, fake or not." Ieyasu sipped his tea, munching on a spicy meal Masamune had made just for him. "I've said it before and I'll say it again, I loved my little mouse long before anything had happened. She was so pure I wanted to protect her, for a long time I tried to simply love her from afar, but she made it so hard." Mitsuhide chuckled, he normally wouldn't be so open but seeing how happy his sweet lover was had him drunk in a different way. Besides, it wasn't like he was embarrassed about his love for her. If anyone ever questioned his love for the woman in his arms he'd set them straight, she was more than his princess, she was his goddess. Who else could possibly catch a kitsune? "So, what was the moment that sealed the deal for you?" Keiji leaned forward, interested in the conversation. Mitsuhide often hid away his feelings and was very conscious of his every behavior so none of the males were gonna pass up the chance to peak at the fox's soft side. "When he made that play to embarrass shark face, the way he scooped me up off the stage and fled to the horse… When he said that was what Yoshiaki got for making a kitsune's wife cry I just knew I couldn't let him go…Those days on our journey back we kept up the married couple act, even though it was just us. I almost wanted to beg him to run off with me…I didn't want to lose my husband…" She smiled but remembering how much it hurt knowing that their time together had been ending still got her, she never wanted to wake from that dream. She couldn't have been happier that things worked out the way she did, sure it took a lot of work, but it was worth it. Being held by the man she loved, enjoying food and drinks with her friends/found family made every tear and every ounce of pain worth it. "We had our bumps along the way, but I wouldn't change anything… Any pain and tears were worth it, because now after a long day of work I can lay with the man I love and sleep easy knowing that my dreams and reality were one in the same." Giggling a bit (Y/n) leaned up to kiss the male's cheek, making him blush finally and while he frowned, she playfully nipped at his jaw line before nuzzling him once more. "Careful now little mouse, if you keep acting so precious my heart just might stop." His tone was teasing, playfully biting the shell of her ear back and making the sensitive girl burst into giggles as she tried to hide her ears and ducked her face into the crook of his neck.

Though it had been tempting to continue questioning them, the group decided to let the couple remain in their little bubble of love. One drunk off far too much sake, and the other was absolutely wasted off his fiancé's love and affection. The group simply observed this new side of him, and while some of them wanted to tease the couple they ultimately held back in hopes that maybe Mitsuhide would ease up some and be more open with everyone. Of course, that was wishful thinking, after all he preferred to save those sides of himself for his sweet little firefly. His light in the darkness was the only one who truly understood him and that's how he liked it, the only reason they had been allowed to witness his current state was because he couldn't bring himself to stop (Y/n) from talking when she had been smiling so happy. What really got him love drunk though, was the fact the reason she was so happy about the conversation was because it was about him and her favorite memories with him. So, he'd relax this one time, but only because he wanted to see that smile for just a little while longer.

#fluff #candy cult vault #fem reader #x reader #ikemen sengoku mitsuhide #ikesen mitsuhide #ikesen #ikemen series

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nuttytani · 8 months

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his vs your spice tolerance

characters: ieyasu, hideyoshi, mitsuhide, mai, gn!reader

warnings: none

a/n: I was daydreaming about spicy food during one of those boring lectures and then this happened. don't mind any typos or stuff, it's not proof read. p.s oh followers of mine, do you still wan't to get tagged on my hcs and fics? even though i pop in once in a century.

Ieyasu

He’s known to be able to hold his spice

There hasn't been ANYONE who was able to surpass him in terms of spice tolerance

Enter: you

Oh boy, he did not expect someone to handle spicier food than him

Genuinely feels scared as he watches you drown your meal in copious amount of hot sauce, roasted and cut chilli (yes, the green or red ones that grow on bushes) and straight up shove it in your mouth without a single flinch

He is scared. Saying that would be an understatement since he has tried your “food” once, and never again. Swears to not even dream about it. Ieyasu was crying his eyes out just from two bites and was chugging down glasses of water…. Which - uhh backfired.

Needless to say but yasu was breathing fire like a dragon

Now has profound admiration for your spice tolerance. No one can top you.

Hideyoshi

He didn’t really have any spice tolerance from the start

Thinks you’re crazier than Ieyasu to…..be able to eat the demonic level of spice that you do

Doesn’t dare to even take a bite out of your food, he already knows that it would end badly for his mouth and his behind.

But he does feel concerned about your health though, eating too much spice can be detrimental to your health after all

Somehow succeeds in making you eat at least a little less spice than before.

(actually, the only reason you reduced your spice intake was because of his puppy dog eyes. Darn em’ can’t say no to those shiny eyes)

Mitsuhide

This man can’t even taste, what do you expect him to say about your abominable love for spice? Nothing.

Except, he does enjoy seeing you place a bottle of hot sauce and plenty of chillies on the side of your plate for every meal.

Once, he exchanged your lunch box with Hideyoshi’s. For educational purposes.

Gets punched in the face the very next day by Hideyoshi, who appeared to be unwell.

He did try your food out of curiosity once, alas, no taste, but he did find the mild burning sensation on his tongue to be intriguing.

You eventually make him addicted to eating whole chilli, ain't that nice? Better than eating random leaves in his garden (and who knows what else)

Bonus:

Mai

Thinks you’re some sort of godly specimen to be able to handle extremely spicy food.

Like, even Ieyasu is scared/amazed by your spice tolerance!

She tries your food once, how bad can it be? Just a little bit of burning won’t stop her from trying it out!

Regrets immediately

Curses her life choices and is now stuck in the toilet

Is currently missing her 21st century western style toilets

Gets the heebie jeebies whenever she looks at your food from then on

She does, however, tried eating whole chilli. After you taught her how to eat it like a pro

Mai is now unstoppable

Flaunts her newfound skill to eat chillies without a sweat to yasu.

Gets kicked out of his room.

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#ikemen sengoku #ikemen sengoku hc #ikesen ieyasu #ikesen hideyoshi #ikesen mitsuhide #ikesen mai #mitsuhide akechi #ieyasu tokugawa #hideyoshi toyotomi #ieyasu tokugawa x reader #hideyoshi toyotomi x reader #mitsuhide akechi x reader #ikemen sengoku x reader #tani writes!!

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nobunagas-chatelaine · 2 years

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Ikemen sengoku and Cinnamon rolls

Looks like a cinnamon roll is a cinnamon roll.

-Mitsunari, Hideyoshi, Yoshimoto, Ranmaru

2. Looks like they can kill you and will kill you.

-Kenshin, Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Motonari, Kicho, Kanetsugu

3. Looks like they'll kill you but is a cinnamon roll.

-Yukimura, Sasuke

4. Looks like a cinnamon roll but will kill you.

-Ieyasu, Shingen

5. Dresses up like a cinnamon roll.

-Sasuke, MC

6. Will kill you by feeding you cinnamon rolls.

-Masamune, Shingen

7. Will kill you by stuffing your ass with cinnamon rolls.

-Nobunaga, Motonari, Kicho

8. Adds poison to your cinnamon rolls.

-Motonari, Kennyo

9. Offers you his "cinnamon roll" 😉.

-Masamune, Shingen, Nobunaga, Motonari, Kenshin, Mitsuhide, Keiji

10. Is allergic to cinnamon roll.

-Ieyasu, Keiji, Kanetsugu, Yoshimoto

11. Eats cinnamon roll with the wrong dip.

-Kicho, Mitsuhide, Ranmaru

12. Suggests food play with cinnamon rolls.

-Masamune, Mitsuhide

13. Pretends to "smoke" a cinnamon roll.

-Motonari

14. Brings a new recipe for cinnamon rolls.

-Masamune, Motonari

15. Feeds cinnamon rolls to animals and is oblivious to the fact it isn't suitable for them.

-Ranmaru, Kennyo, Yoshimoto

16. Shat an entire cinnamon roll.

-Masamune, Keiji, Sasuke

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belovedxoxo · 3 months

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thinking about Mitsuhide crumbling under my touch, softly whimpering and calling my name as I wrap my hand around his cock, leaving wet kisses all over his length and sucking on the pretty pink tip as I jerk him off. I think for a moment of edging him but since I managed to force him to sit back and let me take care of him for once, I decide to whisper sweet words of encouragement, coaxing him to cum for me.

Mitsuhide looks beautiful in the aftermath of his peak. His pale cheeks have a rosy color and his golden eyes look content and a little hazy, he looks vulnerable in the most delicious way possible <3

#🦊 — mitsuhide my beloved #❤️‍🔥 — luna.thirsts #mitsuhide akechi #mitsuhide akechi ikesen #Mitsuhide akechi x reader #Mitsuhide akechi smut

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akitsuneswife · 2 years

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The wedding night | Mitsuhide x MC

Warning: there's a nsfw scene of oral sex (f receiving). it's also probably bad because I haven't written smut in so long.

A/N: I'm truly sorry for the little delay posting this!! this is a gift for @daegupaksu, I hope this is to your liking 💓 I also wanna thank @ikemenlibrary and @sunnyikemen for organizing this event!

i wasn't planning on writing this initially but my first idea got me nowhere and I scrapped it altogether after being unable to finish it. Instead, I decided to go with this little smutty scene. I hope it's an enjoyable read!!

He nodded and pulled away his hand. She started to take off her wedding clothes, her hands trembling like leafs swayed by the autumn wind as she did.

Once naked, she felt the urge to cover up with her arms.nMitsuhide's amber gaze set ablaze her body, heart hammering clumsy on her chest as if his hands were already all over her, exploring this new territory to find whatever would make her temble in the indescribable pleasure she had heard her maid talk about.

He finally broke silence, though she wasn't sure she was grateful for it, considering that he said. "You're a sight for sore eyes, Mai."

✨

“You shouldn’t need to be nervous, lady Mai. Lord Mitsuhide has been nothing but kind to you, hasn’t he?”

She tried to smile at Ayako. “Of course.”

How could she possibly explain to her young maid what was the source of her worries? She herself didn’t truly know, as her friends had been very vague about what should be expected of the wedding night.

Mai did know, though, that it was not proper conversation for a fourteen year old such as Sara.

A knock in the door pulled Mai away from her thoughts.

"Lord Mitsuhide is here," Sara announced and she promptly bowed before leaving with his permission. Mai got up and walked towards him.

"My lord..."

"Mai, listen well. Our marriage will not be official until it is consummated but I understand if you do not wish to share you bed with me tonight."

"B-but wouldn't that be a problem? If..."

"I don't want to force you," he declared sincerely, this occasion being one of the rare instances in which she saw him being serious—not that she had met him a long time ago. Mai fell silent; taking a moment to think about it. Though she was at a lost about what would exactly happen, she didn't found truly a reason why she would refuse. After all, they were husband and wife now and this was one of the things that wed couples shared.

"I... I want to."

He smiled. "Very well." His hand reached for her face, his thumb stroking her cheek, in turn making her hold her breath. "Would you like me to undress you or would you rather do it yourself?"

"I will."

He nodded and pulled away his hand. She started to take off her wedding clothes, her hands trembling like leafs swayed by the autumn wind as she did.

He finally broke silence, though she wasn't sure she was grateful for it, considering that he said. "You're a sight for sore eyes, Mai."

If her cheeks weren't red before, as he had watched her undress herself like a wedding gift, they surely were painted crimson now.

Mitsuhide stepped up to her, one of his hands gripping her chin as the other found its way to her hip. He moved slowly, agonizingly so, until his lips were merely brushing hers.

"Relax, I'll take care of you," he whispered against her mouth and Mai was, then, awfully aware of how tense her shoulders felt, stiff under the weight of her lack of knowledge, of her Innocence; before the face of the unknown.

Mitsuhide finally kissed her, soft and tender, enough to make her drop her shoulders and melt into his embrace, warmth spreading on her insides like a small bonfire, newly lit.

He pulled away from her and had to contain himself from chuckling at the way her head followed him, chasing his mouth. "Eager, aren't we?"

That one remark, however, he couldn't help.

She looked just a tad abashed, seemingly too excited to care, for once, about his teasing. "What if I am?"

Mitsuhide dipped his head down to her jawline, placing a trail of kisses that traveled to her neck. She closed her eyes, sighing ever so quietly.

"That would make two of us," he admitted into her flesh, sucking lightly before caressing her skin with his tongue as if to avoid the red blossoming of hickeys.

She tugged on his sleeve. "Is not fair that I'm the only one naked."

"I suppose not. Shall we make it even? You can help do the honors," he suggested and she looked away.

"I... I'd rather watch you do it," she murmured. In truth, her inexperience was getting on her nerves, afraid he would think less of her for it. He didn't made any comments, though, as he started to get rid of his clothes, never breaking eye contact. As much as she was embarrassed, Mai could not pull her eyes away from his body.

He was lithe but obviously strong, arms and legs being quite toned. Mitsuhide grinned. "Is what you see to your liking, my dear wife?"

Without waiting for an actual response —he probably knew it was useless to ask such things, with her being so shy—, he took her hand and her to the futon, making her lay down and then, kissed her, softly as first as he slowly coaxed her to open her mouth.

Mai felt lightheaded but besides that, she wouldn't have been able to explain what it felt like to be kissed so deeply if someone asked her.

Mitsuhide kissed her chin, leaving a path of wet kisses and light bites down her throat. He took his time, working his way through her body until he finally found himself between her legs.

"What... what are you doing?"

"Making sure it doesn't hurt," he replied.

The young princess had no time to ask 'what' wouldn't hurt as all that left her lips was a breathy moan as his tongue licked her slit.

Thanks to his ministrations, waves of pleasure ran through her body, unlike anything she had experienced before.

Mai shoot her arm to her mouth, trying to muffle the moans but found it difficult to do so when he was feasting on her like a starving man.

"Don't," he said, husky voice laced with desire. "I want to hear those pretty little sounds you make."

It wasn't long before pleasure began to coil her stomach; her muscles felt tense but at the same time it was like being weightless, like her body was falling of a tall cliff to finally drown into a euphoria.

"S-stop, please..." she panted when he didn't relent, squirming to try to move away. Her husband came up and hovered above her, cradling her face and kissing her softly. She could taste herself and it made her feel both embarrassed and aroused.

"Shall we proceed? How are you feeling?" He whispered and Mai looked up at him to find his darkened gaze already set on her flushed face.

"Could we... could we do it tomorrow? I feel too tired from today's ceremony... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"Shhh, little mousse, there's no need to apologize. Let's get washed up."

Despite the weariness of her body, she followed him.

The bath was fairly quick and soon they were dried and dressed to sleep.

"Help me brush my hair?"

Mai held out a brush, her eyes having a soft and doe-like appareance. He nodded, for once not having a teasing remark ready on his lips. She sat in the futon and he came up behind her, taking his time to brush out her hair with careful precision, as to not cause her any pain as he disentangled some knots.

The room was silent but he relished the quiet, this little moment of peace they shared before going back to their duties.

Without thinking much of it, he started braiding her hair and once it was done, she stood up and faced him. Her cheeks were a little red still but her eyes never shied away from his face.

"Thank you."

Before he could reply, her lips connected with hers in a chaste kiss, before she pulled away and walked to bed.

Intesting one, this wife of mine.

With both laying down, face to face, Mai searched for his hand. "I know this was an arranged union but I do hope we can be happy together."

Despite the soft smile on her face, she never got to hear him saying, "I'll try my very best to make you happy, little one", as sleep embraced her.

"I promise."

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